Champion Of Lust: Gods Conquer's Harem Paradise!

The water cascaded over her body as she bathed in the moonlit pool. Pyris could only make out the silhouette, but his sharp senses told him this was no ordinary woman.

His instincts flared, a mixture of curiosity and wariness creeping over him. Whoever she was, she didn't seem to notice him yet. Pyris remained hidden, observing quietly from the shadows, his heart beating steadily as he considered his next move.

The sound of rushing water filled the serene night air as Pyris Obsidian stood hidden in the shadows, his sharp eyes trained on the figure bathing beneath the moonlit waterfall. His senses, heightened from his recent battles in the Grove, told him that this woman was far from ordinary.

There was a certain grace in the way she moved through the water, a fluidity that suggested strength, control, and something more—power.

Pyris leaned against a tree, letting his eyes adjust further. As the woman bathed, the moonlight revealed more details of her figure. She was slender yet toned, curveous her body honed by years of training, her ass was big and perky while her large breasts stood firm despite their large size, nothing would bring them down!

Her long, silvery hair cascaded down her back, glistening with droplets of water, while her skin glowed with a faint aura of magic. It wasn't just her beauty that drew his attention—it was the raw power she emanated, a force that rivaled the greatest of Argos.

'Who is she?' Pyris thought, his curiosity piqued while Lia laughed inside.

His mind raced through possibilities, trying to connect her presence in the Grove with the circles of power he was familiar with. And then, something clicked.

There was only one business empire in Argos whose reputation and influence could match that of House Obsidian—Serenova Enterprises, the largest and wealthiest conglomerate in the world, spanning across every major empire, with fingers in everything from magical artifacts to global trade.

Could she be... Pyris's thoughts trailed off, recalling rumors he had heard over the years about the elusive heir to Serenova Enterprises.

Before he could think further, the woman's voice broke the silence.

"You've been watching for some time now. Do you plan to stay hidden all night?" Her voice was calm, but there was a hint of amusement behind it.

Pyris raised an eyebrow, impressed by her sharp awareness. Most wouldn't have detected him so easily, especially not after he had perfected his abilities in shadow concealment.

With a smirk, he stepped out of the darkness, his movements fluid as he approached the edge of the pool. "I wasn't trying to be rude," Pyris said, his voice smooth. "Just... curious."

The woman turned slowly, the water flowing around her as she faced him. Her eyes, a striking shade of violet, locked onto his. There was a confidence in her gaze, one that matched the power she exuded. She studied him for a moment before speaking.

Her casual actions spoke millions of how confident she was in her body, he could feel his lust flaring... Too bad, her cave was hidden in a layer mana but her naked nipples were a sight to behold!

"I don't usually get curious spectators in the middle of the Grove. Who are you?" she asked, her tone neutral but laced with authority.

Of course she knew who he was, Pyris wasn't using his disguise, she wanted to test how honest the heir of House Obsidian was.

Pyris met her gaze with equal intensity, his smirk never fading. "Pyris Obsidian," he replied simply.

For a brief moment, the woman's expression shifted, her eyes narrowing in recognition, fake surprise as far as she was concerned.

Of course, she had heard of him—who hadn't?

Pyris Obsidian, the young CEO of Obsidian Tech, heir to Obsidian Mines, and one of the most powerful figures in Argos. But she didn't seem intimidated, only intrigued.

"Well then, Pyris Obsidian," she said, her tone softening slightly. "I suppose introductions are in order." She stepped gracefully from the water, her body glowing softly with magical energy as she conjured a light robe to cover herself. "Selene Serenova," she said, her name carrying weight.

Pyris's eyes widened slightly. She didn't for once hesitate to mention who she was immediately after she confirmed who he was.

Selene Serenova, the rumored heiress of Serenova Enterprises. Her family's wealth and influence stretched across all major empires, rivaling even the power of the Dragon Empire. Serenova Enterprises was known for its mastery over magical trade, artifact creation, and global politics.

Their reach was vast, their resources seemingly infinite, and Selene, while rarely seen in public, was whispered to be the most formidable business mind of her generation rivaling Pyris.

"Selene Serenova," Pyris repeated, his smirk growing wider. "I've heard stories about you."

"I'm sure you have," she replied, stepping closer, her violet eyes never leaving his. "But stories often fail to capture the truth."

Pyris chuckled softly, nodding. "True. And what brings the heir of Serenova Enterprises to a place like the Grove? Training, perhaps?"

Selene's lips curled into a small smile. "You could say that. I'm here to test my limits, just as you are. There are some things even the boardroom can't teach."

Pyris admired her directness. There was something refreshing about her, the way she spoke without pretense, despite her background. He could sense the weight of her ambition, the same hunger for power that drove him, yet her demeanor was calm and collected, like a coiled spring waiting to strike.

"I came here for the same reason," Pyris admitted, crossing his arms. "I needed to test my new abilities. Push myself beyond what I've known."

Selene tilted her head slightly, curious. "And? Have you?"

"I have," Pyris said confidently. "But there's always more to learn."

Selene nodded, her expression thoughtful. "Agreed. That's why I'm here. Serenova Enterprises may control the world's trade routes and magical artifacts, but real power—true power—comes from within. It's something you can't buy or negotiate for."

The intensity between them grew, the air crackling with unspoken energy. Pyris could feel her magical aura intertwining with his own, and for a moment, there was a silent understanding between them. They were both leaders of their respective empires, both driven by ambition, and both willing to do whatever it took to gain more power.

"What's next for you, Selene Serenova?" Pyris asked, his voice low, almost a challenge.

Selene's smile deepened, her violet eyes gleaming with a mix of amusement and determination. "For now, I finish what I started here. But after that?" She paused, considering her next words carefully. "Perhaps our paths will cross again. After all, there's no telling what the future holds for people like us."

Pyris nodded, feeling a strange kinship with her, despite their brief meeting. "Perhaps. But the next time we meet, don't be surprised if our ambitions clash."n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

Selene's eyes sparkled with something between a challenge and a promise. "I wouldn't expect anything less."

The tension between them was palpable, but it wasn't hostility—it was the tension of two forces recognizing each other, two powerful figures who knew that they were destined to be rivals, allies, or something in between.

As the night deepened, Selene turned away, stepping back toward the waterfall with a casual grace. "Until then, Pyris Obsidian."

Pyris watched her disappear into the shadows of the Grove, his mind swirling with possibilities. He had come here to test his strength, to push himself beyond his limits, but this encounter with Selene had been unexpected.

Selene Serenova, heir to the biggest business empire in Argos, a woman who seemed to understand power as deeply as he did. Their meeting had left a lasting impression on him.

With a sigh, Pyris turned and made his way back to the clearing, ready to rest for the night. But as he lay beneath the stars, his thoughts drifted to Selene, and he couldn't help but wonder how their paths would intersect again.

The Grove had tested his strength tonight, but the real battle—the one between ambition and power—had only just begun.

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